ROMANCE: THREESOME : Billionaire Brothers' Party (MFM Menage Romance) (New Adult Contemporary Threesome Short Stories)

by Donovan, Astrid Lee

  “Don’t worry, hun,” Tor said, “that’s just the maid.”

  “Well, she was fuckin’ watching,” Candy or Carly spit. “I don’t like that shit, you know. I should negate that discount!”

  “Aw, come on,” Nox said. “Get out of here, will ya?”

  The girl just stuck her tongue out as she stormed down the hall. Julie was slowly getting to her feet, red all over.

  “Like the show, dear?” Tor asked, that awfully devilish smirk on his lips.

  “I…I wasn’t….I was just going to clean this room and I…I didn’t even know…”

  “Sure,” Nox scoffed, eyeing her up and down. She squirmed in the tight-fitting outfit. She’d complained a lot the first week, but not so much the second, and almost not at all the third. He felt they were making progress, though it was taking longer than he really had patience for. He was not, by nature, a terribly patient man, something this very same girl’s brother had learned many years ago.

  “I’m serious,” she pouted, brushing away an errant strand of curly black hair.

  “If you liked that, you should come to some of our parties,” Tor said, licking his lips. “You might even be invited in on the action.”

  “Pigs!” Julie snarled before turning on her heel, gathering the rags and bucket of soapy water she’d set next to the door. She had to turn then, because if she didn’t, she feared they would see every inch of the arousal on her face. As she stormed into the nearest bathroom, her legs gave out and she slipped to the floor, knowing that the pool of juices in her panties would have given her away in an instant. But she would never let them see how much they affected her.

  Never…she thought, but instead of feeling defiant and strong, she felt strangely sad.

  Chapter Five

  “It was awful,” Julie wailed as Kit rubbed her back, but despite the comforting motion Julie knew Kit was rolling her eyes.

  “Why were you watching, then?” Kit asked, pointing out the obvious.

  “I didn’t mean to,” Julie sniffled. “I really just happened to open the door when it was happening and then…and then…I don’t know, Kit.”

  She sighed deeply. She really didn’t know. She didn’t know why anything had been happening the way it did since she started cleaning the Cold Hearts headquarters.

  For instance, she didn’t know why she hadn’t refused to keep wearing the skimpy uniform they’d given her. The outfit was like a Triple X-Rated version of a French maid’s uniform. A ruffled little top that barely covered her chest and left her stomach entirely exposed, a short skirt with a little white “apron”, and knee-high stockings that were an absolute bitch to get to stay up without a garter belt, which had been conveniently missing from the box.

  She had bitched and moaned a fair amount, but the utter truth of it was that when she saw herself in the outfit she felt…good. Sexy. In a way that she hadn’t felt in a long, long time. Certainly not since she and Jeff had stopped playing hide the hot dog over a year ago.

  Another problem was that she was finding herself cleaning rooms that Tor and Nox were in - kind of obsessively, she had to admit. They were always staring at her, making crude jokes and ogling her ass in the short skirt, yet she would always try to make the next room she cleaned a room that at least one of them was currently occupying. And she knew they were noticing.

  She just liked looking at them, really - dark and surly Nox; light and teasing Tor. She liked the way they talked about her like she wasn’t even in the room, saying what they’d do to her. It gave her a sort of thrill.

  “Gonna bend her over the pool table and fuck her until she screams,” Nox would drawl.

  “Grab those thighs and dig in like a chicken dinner,” Tor would say.

  “Bounce those tits right in the palm of my hand.”

  “Watch her eyes pop out while I bang her to kingdom come.”

  And so on and so forth.

  Julie thought she really must have been losing her damn mind. She wouldn’t even protest it any more, just listen while she dusted or threw empty beer cans in a bag. And then find her panties wet when she used the restroom.

  “Honey,” Kit said, pulling away and sitting with her arms crossed. “You need to get this out of your system. I’ve seen how you look when you get home. You’re so damn flustered you can’t even make yourself a sandwich. And I’ve heard you at night, you know.”

  That made Julie want to start sobbing all over again. It was true; she’d found herself, more than once, touching her wet slit and moaning as she thought of what Tor and Nox had said about her that day. She actually got off on it. More than she’d ever thought possible.

  “I can’t do that, Kit,” Julie sighed.

  “Can’t or won’t,” Kit argued, standing up. “Either way, you better do something. Besides…”

  As she walked towards the hall, leaving Julie to ruminate on her own, she turned, a glint in her eye.

  “Wouldn’t that be one hell of a fuck you for Jeff?”

  The thought made Julie smile despite herself. She had to admit, fucking the men who’d made her husband’s life hell, who’d basically laughed at him for the past two years, would be some kind of revenge.

  Maybe she wasn’t so crazy after all.

  Or maybe that was just the only excuse she needed…

  Chapter Six

  “How do you manage to get this place so filthy so quickly?” Julie complained, standing in the billiards room of the mansion, looking out over the general destruction. Actually, this time, it wasn’t so bad. Empty Jack Daniels bottles and beer cans littered the floor, and there were two ashtrays full to overflowing on one of the tables, but at least there were no used condoms around. At least, not that she could see.

  “We’re busy guys,” Nox said, lining up his shot. There were only two balls left on the table, and Nox was about to win by sinking a stripe followed by the eight ball.

  “I can see that,” Julie said, bending down to pick some of the cans and put them in the bag she held. Tor, who’d already accepted his loss, came up behind her. She could feel his presence before he even laid a hand on her. Her body stiffened. It was her first shift after the discussion of her sister, after she’d gotten a good look at what the two men were packing behind their jeans.

  “We missed you last night,” he said, tracing a finger along her exposed ass. She’d intentionally bent down in the most unladylike way possible. She’d made her decision. “Thought you might come and see what we were talking about last time.”

  Her body flushed with bright white heat at his touch. Tor eyed Nox, surprised that she hadn’t swatted his hand away the way she had the few times he’d touched her in the past. Nox shrugged, and the sound of his final shot was followed by the clatter of wood to the floor as he dropped his cue.

  “Why would I have done that,” Julie said, breathless as she rose, shaking Tor’s finger free. She stayed with her back turned to him, but stepped back slightly.

  “Because you want us,” Tor said, leaning in, emboldened. His voice in her ear drove a shiver up her spine. The hot breath against her neck made her instantly wet.

  Are you seriously doing this?, she asked herself, knowing that this was her last chance to back down.

  Yes, she answered.

  “So what if I do?” She asked, turning to face him, her generous chest attracting his eyes before they travelled back up to hers in surprise. “What are you gonna do about it?”

  The smile that crossed Tor’s fair features made her knees go weak. Her eyes flitted to Nox, who was crossing the room, coming to sandwich her in between them, standing close behind her.

  “Is that a challenge?” he asked from behind her, his hands coming to her waist, right above where her skirt hugged her hips. He moved his mouth in close to her ear, his stubble scratching her skin perfectly. “Because I love a challenge.”

  She answered by pressing her ass back up against him. He was already hard. Glancing down, she saw a similar lump forming in Tor’s pants.
The two men shared a look, a smile.

  “Looks like we finally got ‘er,” Tor said, brushing a strand of hair from her face, making her skin tingle deliciously.

  “That depends,” Julie said, nearly shaking. “On what you plan on doing to me.”

  “Oh, darling,” Nox teased, his breath swirling around her ear. “We plan on fucking you senseless.”

  Before she could even blink, Tor had moved away and Nox had spun her around, closing his lips around hers while forcibly moving her body with his, until she had her back against the freshly cleared pool table.

  She squealed but didn’t protest as he lifted her in a single, deft movement, planting her on the pool table. The felt was scratchy under her barely-clad ass, but as Nox spread her thighs, stepping between them, she felt nothing but the heat that flushed through her like lightning.

  She couldn’t see where Tor had gone, and didn’t care; Nox’s lips were covering hers once more, hungry and demanding, and she could do nothing but submit to them, his tongue tracing the roof of her mouth before dipping down to tangle with her own. His hands tore downwards, the straps of her top falling down, revealing her full, creamy breasts, the nipples hard as he rolled them between his fingers.

  Her back arched and she moaned into his mouth, hating herself for loving this so much, for needing it so much. He kept one hand on her breasts, cupping one from beneath and gently massaging it, but the other hand moved swiftly between her legs, yanking her panties down. The heat of her sex radiated around his fingers, glistening wetness already as he experimentally slid a finger up from her pussy to her clit, which throbbed and swelled at the slightest friction. When he pulled away, a devilish grin on his face, her body followed his, lips pursed, begging for him to return.

  Instead, he pushed her.

  Hard.

  Julie’s back hit the table, her head hanging off the other side. That’s when she saw Tor, standing above her, a grin on his face. She was about to speak, but her words died in her throat as she felt Nox slip a finger inside her, making her thighs clench and her stomach turn in desire.

  “So fuckin’ tight,” Nox growled. Tor’s hands came to her breasts, cupping the sides, his thumbs grazing her nipples, making her back arch again as the dual sensation of her breasts and slit being pleasured tore through her. “Gonna have to stretch you out to fit me, baby.”

  “Mmm,” Julie could only moan as her eyes closed tight, a second finger entering her warm, tight slit. Nox licked the thumb of his free hand and laid it gently on her clit, not moving, just applying the slightest, delicious pleasure as his fingers probed inside her. Julie’s thighs automatically parted further as his fingers crooked inside her, then curled, in a beckoning gesture that landing him right in her sweetest spot.

  “Oh, fuck!” Julie cried, eyes popping open. Jeff had never touched her there. No one had -until now. She felt a torrent whipping in her stomach as her face flushed with bright heat, her arousal kicking upwards violently as Nox began to roll his thumb around her clit as he pressed against her g-spot.

  Julie’s view of Tor’s face was suddenly obscured as he released one of her breasts and unzipped himself, his huge, throbbing cock suddenly inches above her face. She could barely process the pleasure building inside her, but something told her that there was something she was expected to do now. She opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out, and licked at the veiny underside of Tor’s cock, feeling him tighten his grip on her nipple in response.

  “Want you nice and wet when I fuck you,” Nox growled, his thumb circling her clit faster now, making her chest ache with tension as his fingers curled again and again inside her. There was no stopping the whirlwind inside her now; as she licked and lapped at what she could reach of Tor’s cock, she found that it turned her on even more, the taste of his briny precum a perfect drug to heighten the experience.

  He gripped his shaft with one hand, the other still toying deliciously with her nipples, and fed her the head of his cock, her mouth sucking hard as her fingers clawed uselessly at the felt on the pool table.

  “You’re gonna come while you suck this fucking cock,” Tor demanded, pinching one nipple just as Nox flicked hard over her clit and slammed his fingers into her sex, making the tension in her body ripple and then explode, her juices spilling out over Knox’s hand, her limbs snapping and bucking with pleasure, mind whited out in bliss as her body came and came against Nox’s insistent hand. Tor’s cock slipped from her lips as she howled her pleasure.

  “Yeah, that’s fuckin’ it, baby,” Nox hissed, holding his fingers tight against her g-spot until her climax began to wane; then, quicker than she could catch up to reality, his hands were on her hips, and he was flipping her over. The felt scratched at her tortured breasts, the sensation strangely satisfying, and she panted, trying to regain some semblance of sanity.

  It became an impossible task as she felt Nox’s cock pressed tight against her dripping cunt. He pushed inside her with a single, satisfied grunt, and she felt her body thrust forward as he filled her, his cock slamming so deep inside her she could have sworn he was in her womb. As her eyes rolled back into her head, she felt Tor’s hand digging into her hair, pulling her face forward, back onto his cock.

  He wasted no time thrusting into her, desperate to feel her throat around the head of his cock. She moaned and gagged slightly as the two men took her, both burying their shafts as deep inside her as they could go. Behind her, Nox thrust into her, barely pulling out before driving back in, his cock pleasuring places inside her she’d never known existed. The sensation of Tor’s cock filling her mouth, his urgent hands in her hair, pulling and yanking her, using her like an object of pleasure, was intoxicating.

  She could feel the whirlwind begin once more inside her as the two men fucked her recklessly, taking their pleasure. Her nipples grazed the rough felt, her clit rubbing against the mahogany edge of the table as Nox’s cock thrust downward, driving into her again and again, his pace steady and almost synchronized to Tor’s cock in her throat, rubbing her raw as he fucked her mouth.

  “Fuck, I knew she’d like this,” Nox growled, feeling her pussy grow wetter and hotter around him, clenching and contracting as her climax rose. “She’s gonna come again.”

  And she was. She knew she was. As much as she could barely believe it, this was the hottest thing that had ever happened to her. She squirmed, her muscles tight as rubber bands, release hovering just beyond some cliff inside her, and she was approaching rapidly, quickly, too quickly, if they kept fucking her like this, using her body violently, selfishly, driving pleasure deep inside her…

  Julie’s toes curled as Tor’s hands clenched her hair tighter, his pace speeding up as his own orgasm swelled. Tears were running down her face but she didn’t care, she wanted to taste him, to swallow him down and beg for more, wanted to be a slut for once in her life, let it all go.

  As Tor groaned, his thighs flexing, driving himself into her throat one last time, she felt the first warm spurts of his cum filling her mouth and she rushed right over that cliff, meeting her climax head-on, her pussy milking Nox’s cock as she swallowed every burst of Tor’s seed. The feeling of Julie’s cunt sucking him in as she came made Nox lose control and he released inside her, her contractions milking him as he shot his seed into her pussy, holding her hips tight against his to fill her entirely.

  When Tor ripped himself out of her, panting and spent, releasing her hair at last, she gasped, lungs grateful for the sensation of air once more. Nox slid out of her with a moan, nearly dropping to his knees behind her.

  “Fuck!” Tor said, stumbling back against the wall. Julie could only lay, panting, her blood pumping hard through her veins as her arousal surrendered itself to weariness. She felt she could have fallen asleep right there on the pool table, if given the chance. But she didn’t get the chance; Nox, collecting his strength, grabbed her once more around the waist and pulled her up, turning her around so she was seated, albeit unsteadily, on the edge of the table. Hi
s eyes bore into hers.

  “That,” he said, “was fucking fantastic, Julie.”

  “Uh,” she said, dizzy and faint. “Yes.”

  He smiled, running a thumb along her lip, where a small bit of Tor’s cum still lingered. She moaned as he pressed his thumb into her mouth and she sucked it off, barely believing that she was actually there, actually sucking cum off this guy’s thumb, actually having just fucked two guys at once –and had two of the most amazing orgasms of her life, to boot.

  “Sorry about going raw,” he said, pulling her down so that she was standing. Tor was still leaning against the far wall, a goofy grin on his face. “If it makes you feel better, I always wear a condom with other girls. Just couldn’t bear not to feel you…we can go get Plan B or whatever…”

  “I’m on the pill,” Julie said, her voice a sigh. She was starting to feel a little ashamed. Her top was pulled down around her waist, her panties nowhere to be seen; the little skirt of her outfit hopelessly ruffled.

  “Good,” Tor said. “Don’t need any more of this guy running around.”

  “Not yet, anyway,” Nox said, eying Julie curiously. She blushed, shrinking slightly. Reality was coming back in vibrant Technicolor. His seed dripped down her thighs. The musk of Tor’s cum lingered in her throat. She had just fucked them both in their gross billiard room. And loved every minute of it. And she still had…three weeks to go?

  Only three weeks, she thought, surprising herself.

  “Hungry?” Nox asked with uncharacteristic cheer, a smile breaking across his usually sullen face.

  “Uh,” Julie said. “Not really. I just ate.”

  There was a pause in the room, then Tor burst out in laughter that ricocheted across the room, contagious enough for Nox to join in.

  “Well, at any rate, I think…I think we can say that you’ve served your husband’s time,” Nox said, rubbing the back of his head as Tor nodded.

  “That’s all we really wanted, anyway,” Tor agreed, re-racking the pool table for another game.